July 4th, 2014... We sold or donated everything we owned, and jumped on a plane to start a new life in the United States. We had no idea what was waiting for us.
Great Story, Jason! About 25 years ago, I was asked/told by my boss to help out an employee in obtaining a Green Card (I was the office manager at a Graphic Design firm, but I was mostly referred to as the Jr. Woodchuck, as I had the ability to solve problems in ways that most people would not have thought of). I had everything I needed lined up and the employee's Work Visa was about to expire and that's when the government decided to shutdown for awhile. I can't remember everything I did and I'm sure a few of them were in the gray area of being legal, but I managed to get him an EB-1 Green Card. I do remember telling my boss not to put me through that again because if I tried doing what I did, I was sure that there would be a few people in nicely pressed suits showing up at the front door to ask a few probing questions.
Welcome! What a fun and especially New Yorking read. It's quite clear to me that all those vaccinations you had to endure were just meant for this apartment! I'll be checking in to make sure you've survived.
Congratulations on gaining citizenship. It’s good to have you on Substack. You may remember my wife and I met you while sitting at the bar/restaurant in Grand Central Station two years ago. It was a short random encounter with two visitors from New Orleans so you likely forgot.
WOW! I love this story. My husband and I did a similar thing except we went from California to Italy and then CAME BACK! Starting over has been, let's say an oddly grounded experience - but one not taking root. (I used to live in New York and loved it! LOVE the STORY about the Squatters!) And now we don't really want to stay here in California - so soon another move....I know how much courage and faith it takes...and we are far older.
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This is such a great story! Looking forward to reading more.
Great Story, Jason! About 25 years ago, I was asked/told by my boss to help out an employee in obtaining a Green Card (I was the office manager at a Graphic Design firm, but I was mostly referred to as the Jr. Woodchuck, as I had the ability to solve problems in ways that most people would not have thought of). I had everything I needed lined up and the employee's Work Visa was about to expire and that's when the government decided to shutdown for awhile. I can't remember everything I did and I'm sure a few of them were in the gray area of being legal, but I managed to get him an EB-1 Green Card. I do remember telling my boss not to put me through that again because if I tried doing what I did, I was sure that there would be a few people in nicely pressed suits showing up at the front door to ask a few probing questions.
Welcome! What a fun and especially New Yorking read. It's quite clear to me that all those vaccinations you had to endure were just meant for this apartment! I'll be checking in to make sure you've survived.
Go Jason the Cancel Culture merchants and their cheer squad should supply you with plenty of opportunities too, as we say put shit on them.
Wonderful, Jason!
Congratulations on gaining citizenship. It’s good to have you on Substack. You may remember my wife and I met you while sitting at the bar/restaurant in Grand Central Station two years ago. It was a short random encounter with two visitors from New Orleans so you likely forgot.
Anyway, congratulations on all your success. 😉
WOW! I love this story. My husband and I did a similar thing except we went from California to Italy and then CAME BACK! Starting over has been, let's say an oddly grounded experience - but one not taking root. (I used to live in New York and loved it! LOVE the STORY about the Squatters!) And now we don't really want to stay here in California - so soon another move....I know how much courage and faith it takes...and we are far older.